This Is The End

Night falls into a silent scream.

It's empty except the words we left behind.

This is the end,

And now that I'm here I don't fear this place at all.

Tell me that It'll be alright.

The broken glass kills the hurt inside

I can't stay (as I turn to shadows)

With all my pain.

Cut me,

with looks of penetrating

nightmares dripping with hope we left behind.

This is the end.

And now that I'm here I can't help but feel so scared.

Choke me,

with words of regret I

will die before I leave tonight.

I shape these plastic memories.

Inside for fear or falling into this.